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MOTHER NATURE'S 
PICNIC 



ALICE GAT JUDD 



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Co»?ri*kt 1921. IMri4«« Eatortainmvnt H*iu« 

DEC 19 19?! J 

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CAST OF CHARACTERS 



Mother Nature 


March 


Jack Frost 


Weather Man 


April 


Peter Crow 


Winter 


May 


Three Elves 


Spring 


June 


Eight Flowers 


Summer 


, July 


Two Heralds 


Autumn 


August 


Eight' Leaves 


December 


September 


North Wind 


January 


October 


South Wind 


February 


November 


East Wind 




3 Wood-nymphs 


West Wind 



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COSTUMES 



Mother Nature — Loose robe of green; flowing hair; 
head-band of green. 

Weather Man — Dark suit with frock coat; high hat. 

Winter — Black suit trimmed to represent ice and 
snow; crown of snow and ice. 

Winter Months — Black suits trimmed to represent 
ice and snow. 

Spring — Pale green gown; wreath of snowballs. 

Spring Months — Pale green dresses; wreaths and 
baskets of spring flowers. 

Summer — Pale pink gown, gilt crown and sceptre. 

Summer Months — Pale pink dresses, wreaths and 
baskets of summer flowers. 

Autumn — Tight-fitting suit of russet. 

Autumn Months — Tight-fitting suits of russet, 
pointed caps. 

Jack Frost — Tight-fitting suit of white; pointed cap 
and shoes. 

Wood-nymphs — Short gowns of white. 

Elves — Brownie suits of green. 

Winds — Flowing gowns of pale gray; flowing hair; 
silver head-bands. 

Flowers — Green gowns and stockings; flower caps. 

Leaves — Green suits made as nearly as possible to 
represent leaves; (make out of stiff paper). 

Peter Crow — Crow suit. 

Suggestion: Drills and steps from folk-dances used 
in school, may be used with good effect in this entertain- 
ment. 



Mother Nature's Picnic 



PROLOGUE 



(Spoken in front of curtain by a young lady) 

If you will sit very quiet, a story to you I will tell ; 

And some time, just at noontide, or when moonlight falls 
on a dell, 

If you open the doors of fancy, and listen without a 
sound, 

You will find in the warmth and silence, or the silvery 
moonlight's ray, 

That the living things aboijt us all have a time for play. 

The grasses and leaves and the flowers, the fairies and 
nymphs and elves, 

Have wonderful games and parties just among them- 
selves. 

They dance as the winds dance with them, and the birds 
sweet choristers are, 

While the cheery wood-folks are telling sweet secrets 
from near and far. 

Sometimes their mood is playful, and with members of 
. their ranks, 

They love to have jokes and jesting, and all sorts of elf- 
ish pranks. 

The glorious months and seasons add always their touch 
of grace 

To whatever day and time of year, and wherever the 
trysting place. 

And Nature, the wise, kind Mother, who knows her chil- 
dren well, 

Will never fail — no, never — to furnish the magic spell. 

But, there's just one bit of a secret I'd whisper, and then 
I'm through — 

You must have the faith of childhood to make this story 
true. 



Mother Nature's Picnic. 



ACT I. 

Scene — Edge of wood for background; open space in 
front, with bush or small tree at side; a few rustic seats. 

(Enter Mother Nature, carrying branch of tree and 
basket of flowers.) 

Heigh o ! this lovely first of May, 
I feel right festive, bright and gay. 
I think that I'll a picnic plan 
To which shall come no mortal man. 

Nor will I ask a single child, 

For in the woods they act quite wild ; 

And in their mad and reckless play, 

Pull flowers and branches to throw away. 

(Seats herself on a log.) 

Now, whom shall I ask to my picnic? For I will not 
have a mortal being. I know ! I'll ask all the seasons of 
the year and their children, the months, and the winds, 
and the rain and the snow, and as many flowers and 
birds as can come — and the wood-nymphs and elves. 

Peter Crow — (who has hopped in and comes up be- 
hind her while Mother Nature is speaking) Caw! caw! 
caw! 

Mother Nature — Peter Crow, you bad fellow! How 
you frightened me ! Didn't I tell you to stay at home and 
work until I got back? 

Peter Crow — Yes, but I got tired of scratching in 
the garden. I couldn't find any worms and all the rest 
of the birds were having a good time. 



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Mother Nature — That doesn't make any difference; 
you disobeyed me. Now, you shall carry around all the 
invitations to my picnic, instead of going to play. I was 
going to ask Robin to do it, he's such an obliging fellow, 
but now you shall do it for a punishment. 

Peter Crow — -Caw! Caw! Caw! 

Mother Nature — I'm going to write the invitations 
now, and you. stay right here till I bring them back. 

(Exit Mother N., Peter Crow walking behind and 
mimicking her until she is out of sight.) 

Peter Croiv — (sings without any special tune and 
ivithout accompaniment) 

Oh, I'm a crow, a bad, bad crow, 
At least the people tell me so; 
They say I steal and rob and fight, 
And never, never do what's right. 

And Mother Nature says I tear 
Her patience into shreds of care! 
I'm sorry if it's really so — 
I hate to be a bad, bad crow. 

If only I'd been painted blue; 
Or green or lavender would do. 
It's being black that makes me bad, 
And badness makes me awful sad. 

(Peter Crow's voice cracks ivhen he tries to reach 
seme of his notes. He takes out handkerchief and weeps 
at end of song. ) 

(As he finishes, an elf jumps out from behind tree.) 

Elf — Ho, ho, Peter Crow, what's the matter with 
your voice? If I couldn't sing any better than you can, 
I'd never let anybody hear me. 

Peter Crow — You'd better behave yourself, you bad 
little elf, or I won't let you come to Mother Nature's pic- 

Elf — Ho, I'm. not afraid of you; and I will come to 
the picnic if I want to ! 



Mother Nature's Picnic 



(Peter Crow starts after the elf and they have & 
merry chase around the stage. Exit Elf.) 

(Enter Mother Nature, carrying small basket.) 

Mother N. — Here are the invitations, Peter Crow. 
You must hurry as fast as you can, for I want everybody 
here in time for dinner. 

(Exit Mother N.) 

Peter Crow — (takes basket, and hides behind small 
tree at side of stage) Guess I'd better look over these 
invitations so I'll know where I have to go. (Takes 
them out one by one and reads names aloud; finds those 
for Snoiv and Rain.) No, sir! I'm not going to take 
these! Nobody wants "Rain or Snow at a picnic; spoils 
the whole thing. I'll just tear these up and Mother Na- 
ture will think they are too busy to come. (Tears the 
two invitations into small pieces. Hears noise, and peeks 
around tree to see who is coming.) 

(Enter Weather Man. Walks around slowly.) 

Oh, what a splendid situation, 
In which to follow meditation. 
The weather here I'll safely plan, 
And feel no fear of any man. 

I'll fix up all the spring and summer, 
And I just guess I'll make a hummer, 
Of working time I put in double, 

And always have no end of trouble, 

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Trying all the folks to please. 
Now, here among these shady trees, 
I'll lie me down and take a nap, 
Ther, back to work with pep and snap, 

(Goes back and lies down out of sight among trees.) 

Peter Crow — Ho, ho, Mr. Weather Man, so you're 
here, are you ? It won't be very good for you if all these 
people find you. If you're going to sleep, I guess I'll cov- 



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er you up for safe keeping. (Covers Weather Man with 
leaves and small branches; tries on Weather Man's hat 9 
sticks it on side of head, picks up basket of invitations, 
and struts off stage.) 

CURTAIN 



ACT II. 

(Enter three Wood-nymphs and three Elves. Join 
hands and dance.) 

(Song after dance. Tune "Golden Rod Gay," from 
Ye Merry Tunes, 15 cents.) 

Merry are we Wood-nymphs and Elves, 
Happy wood-folk out here by ourselves; 
Neither care we for work or care, 
Light-hearted we and free as the air. 

We've come away, this happy day, 
In this green wood we come to play. 
Seasons and months, fairies and winds, 
Birds and the flowers of various kinds. 

Mother, old dear, invited us all; 
Good Peter Crow was sent out to call 
Gay invitations to every one, 
This happy day to join the fun. 

First Wood-nymph — Let's get to work and clean up 
the woods for Mother Nature, so it will be ready when 
the guests arrive. 

Others — Oh, yes, let's get to work quickly. 

First Elf — We elves can dust the trees ; they look as 
though Mother Nature hadn't cleaned them up for a long 
time. 



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Second Wood-nymph — And we can straighten the 
seats and put these poor flowers in a bowl of water. I 
suppose some bad chlidren picked them and threw them 
away. 

Second Elf — And just look at all these little pieces 
of paper. What do you suppose Mother Nature has 
been doing? 

Third Elf— I tell you what we'll do; you wood* 
nymphs play and dance, and we'll clean up. 

(Wood-nymphs play and dance while elves hurry 
away and come back with long-handled dusters with 
which they set to work cleaning trees.) 

(Enter the Four Winds, swaying gently as they 
walk, their draperies fluttering.) 

North Wind — Why, here are the Elves and the 
Wood-nymphs! What are you doing here, children? We 
traveled so swiftly we thought surely we would be the 
first ones here. 

First Elf — We were cleaning up for Mother Nature 
and she doesn't know we're here. Hush, she's coming; 
let's surprise her. 

(They hide, and as Mother N. comes bustling in, 
jump out at her.) 

Mother N. — You dear children! When did you come 
and what are you doing? 

Wood-nymphs and Elves — (Recite.) 
We're cleaning up your fine green wood; 
We knew you were busy with lunch and things, 
And thought perhaps we could do some good, 
Before the noontide your company brings. 

Winds^-^ 
We've come to you, mother, with greatest speed, 
Thinking there might be something you'd need, 
And whom do you know that can give you a lift, 
And help things along like the breezes so swift? 



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We've traveled so fast and traveled so far; 
High mountains we crossed with never a jar; 
And lowlands we skimmed with the greatest ease, 
And we piled up the whitecaps upon the high seas. 

We tore through the cities with crash and a roar, 
We tossed the white clouds as on high we did soar, 
We ruffled the rivers and creeks as we passed, 
And glad, indeed, are we to be here at last. 

(Dance) (Exeunt Nymphs and Elves.) 

Mother Nature — Welcome, dear Winds; I know you 
are tired -with your journey. Sit down and rest while I 
welcome these newcomers, 

(Heralds announce Winter and Summer.) 

(Enter King Winter with his children, December, 
January and February; and Queen Summer with her 
children, June July and August.) 

King Winter — ■ 

Ho, Mother Nature, I am here 
At your polite command, 
But, for myself and children three, 
Full justice I demand. 

From far up north, in ice and snow, 
We've come, this warm, spring day; 
And you must realize quite well 
My children don't like May. 

I will not have them heated up 

As they play here together, 

And take them home all sick with colds, 

Caught in this torrid weather. 

Queen Summer— 
Dear Mother Nature, / am here 
At your polite command, 
And for myself and children three, 
Full justice J demand. 



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I do not like King Winter's air, 
His manners are too chilly; 
And, for his children taking cold, 
I really think that's silly. 

Dear August, here, and sweet July 
Are very, very warm; 
They shall not play with Winter's boys, 
Lest they should come to harm. 

Mother N. — 1 am amazed that any of my guests 
should quarrel so. It is very, very impolite. Summer, 
you take your little girls over there, and the South Wind 
shall fan you gently to keep you cool. And Winter shall 
come over here, and North Wind shall fan him to keep 
him from getting too hot. And I forbid you to have any- 
thing to do with each other all day. 

(Winter and his children go to one side x>f stage and 
North Wind fans them. Summer and children go to op- 
posite side and South Wind fails them.) 

(Eight leaves com,e frolicking in, turning hand- 
springs and whirling about.) 

Leaves — (Sing: Tune, "The Blue Birds," from Ye 
Merry Tunes, 15 cents.) 

Oh, we're the lively little leaves, 

Growing in the forest trees ; 

Shimmering in the sun and rain, 

We gaily dance in the summer breeze. 

Hurrah, we're happy and so glad, 

Just living out in the woods all the time. 

We're careless, free, way up in the tree, 

Jolly we — all the time. 
West Wind — Sisters, let us chase these mischievous 
leaves, and see them go svhirling and dancing. 

(Winds spread their draperies, and swoop down on 
the Leaves, who go whirling and hopping in all direc- 
tions. At the end of the frolic, Leaves and Winds exit. 
Spring enters, announced by two heralds, and followed 
by March, April and May.) 



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Spring — 

Mother, dear, you will, I pray, 
Excuse me for my long delay. 
But, Oh, I've done so many things : 
I've cleaned the ice out of the springs, 
I've touched the grass and hill-tops high, 
And swept dark clouds from out the sky. 

I've coaxed the birds and fed them well, 

And painted flowers in the dell. 

I've worked so hard I thought I'd drop; 

It seemed as if I couldn't stop ; 

And yet there's so much left to do, 

I don't know when I will get through. 

(Exeunt heralds.) 

Mother N. — I know you are a very busy person, dear 
Spring, but it will do you good to have a rest and a little 
pleasure. 

(Heralds announce Autumn. Enter Autumn, fol- 
lowed by September, October and November, and Jack 
Frost.) 

Mother N. — Why here comes Autumn! Welcome, 
Autumn, we greet you gladly. 

Autumn — Thank you, dear Mother Nature. I am 
glad to be here. This is my vacation time, so I am not 
as busy as Spring and can go to picnics. I brought that 
rogue, Jack Frost, with me, for I didn't know what mis- 
chief he might get into if I left him alone. 

Mother N. — I'm glad you did bring him, for he is 
always geting into mischief and doing things he ought 
not to. 

(Whiter months come out with Jack Frost.) 

Jack Frost — 

Who traces such pictures rare 

On every window pane ? 

Who makes such coverlets fair, 

For branch and bush and cane? 



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Who charges the still, clear air, 
On a beautiful star-lit night? 
Who takes the greatest care 
To have autumn mornings bright? 

Who colors noses and cheeks 

A beautiful ruddy red? 

Who frosts the snow till it squeaks, 

Under the wheel and sled? 

Dear people, I do these things, 

I am wicked Jack Frost, you know. 

But emperors and kings 

Can't show you the things I show. 

Autumn — We didn't mean to hurt your feelings, 
Jacky, but you are full of all sorts of pranks and you 
spring them on us most unexpectedly. 

August — I want to play with Jack Frost, Mother; I 
think he is a nice little boy. 

Summer — Mercy, no, August, don't go near him. 

(Jack goes toward her; Summer shoos him away.) 

May — I want to play with him, too. 

Spring--(in alarm) Don't you come near us! You 
are worse than the measles, Jack Frost. You would 
shrivel up our pretty flowers in no time. 

Winter and Autumn — Come and play with our little 
boys, Jacky. 

Jack Frost— I don't want to. I want to play with 
the little girls. (Sits alone at side of stage.) 

Mother N.~ Who comes now? 

(Enter two heralds; behind them eight girls dressed 
as flowers,) 

Heralds — We announce the coming of the flowers, 

Two by two from out the season's bowers. 



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(Heralds stand aside, and flowers enter, Holly and 
Snow-berry, Violet and Buttercup, Daisy and Rose, 
Goldenrod and Chrysanthemum. Give fancy dance or 
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mary Drill Book, 40 cents. Applause at end. Leaves en- 
ter.) 

Mother N. — That was beautiful, dear children. 
Thank you for planning such a fme surprise for ray pic- 
nic. Now, run and play till the birds come, and then we 
will have dinner. 

(Enter East Wind) 

East Wind — I see Peter Crow coming as fast 
as he can fly, but he is all alone. 1 wonder what has hap- 
pened to the other birds. 

(Jack Frost leaves seat at side of stage and tries to 
get close to Spring and Summer Months. They chase 
him away, and he hides behind. Mother N. and pulls her 
hair. Mother N. blows ivhistle and a Brownie policeman 
enters.) 

Mother N. — I didn't think we would need you today. 
Brownie, but Jack Frost is behaving so badly, I think 
you had better lock him up until dinner is ready. 

(Policeman takes hold of Jack to lead him away, but 
Jack pinches his nose and slips away from him and hides 
among the trees.) 

(Enter Peter Crow.) 

Peter Crow — The other birds can't come, Mother 
Nature. They are so sorry, but they have been engaged 
to give a May festival concert today. They said they 
would come this way and sing as they passed us. And 
not one of them asked me to go with them. They don't 
think I can sing at all. (Takes out handkerchief and pre- 
tends to cry. Spring and Summer months run to him 
and pet him.) 



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March — You mustn't cry, Peter Crow. We all like 
you and love to hear you sing, "Caw! Caw!" as you go 
flying through the air. Come and sit with us. (They 
lead him hack with them.) 

(Enter West Wind.) 

West Wind — They are coming, the birds are com- 
ing! Listen — you can hear them! 

(All face toward the east, looking upward. Voices 
in the distance, coming closer, passing away.) 

Birds' Chorus — ("Bird Dreams/' from Ye Merry 
Tunes, 15 cents.) 

All — (waving hands) Good-bye, dear birds! Come 
again. 

Mother Nature — Wasn't that sweet of the birds? I 
am so sorry they couldn't stay. But now that they are 
gone, we must have our dinner. 

Jack Frost — (calling from among the trees) 

Oh, everybody, please come here, 
And see what I have found; 
A man, a man lying here asleep, 
On our very own private ground ! 

Hurry, King Winter, and Autumn, too, 
And help me, ere he escapes; 
For a man caught napping in these woods, 
His punishment surely takes. 

(Alt hurry to him, and Winter and Autumn help 
him pull the Weather Man into the crowd; Peter Crow 
hangs onto his coat tails.) 

Mother N. — It's the Weather Man; I know him. 
(All speak together.) 

It's the Weather Man! 

We know him, for we have seen him, too. 

Now, tell us, Mother Nature, 

What you think we had best do. 



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Weather Marir— 
Have pity, friends, your torments spare, 
While I unfold my tale of care. 
No matter how I make the weather, 
I can't please people altogether. 

They scold and fuss and fuss and scold, 
It's just too hot or just too cold; 
So, I came here to rest and plan 
How I could please each mortal man. 

My only fault, I went to sleep 
Before I solved my problem deep. 
In pity's name, I beg you spare, 
And have respect for all my care. 

Winter — I'm tired of listening to him. He never 
tells the truth about me. 

Autumn — Or me, either. He calls us in when it is- 
jCt our turn, and gets us so mixed, we hardly know our- 
selves. 

Summer — I've an idea! There's always a May-pole 
dance at a May party. Let us have one, and the Weather 
Man shall be the pole. I guess when all the months and 
seasons wind him up in ribbons, he'll be some mixed up, 
himself. 

All-- -That's a fine idea. 

Weather Man — Have pity! pity! 

Spring — (clapping hands) Elves, bring us the rib- 
bons. Jack Frost, bring the pole. 

(Seasons and Months join hands and recite.) 
Here's a cheer for the Weather Man, 
And the Seasons' May-pole dance; 
Heigho, heigho, heigho, heigho, 
Heigho, heigho, heigho, heigho, 
We'll smile awhile as we merrily go, 
Hurrah for the Weather Man! 



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(Elves bring ribbons and Jack Frost the May-pole. 
Weather Man holds the vole while the Months fasten on 
the ribbons. The Months then dance the May-pole dance) 

Mother Nature — Now, children, I think we had bet- 
ter stop. I am sure the Weather Man will try harder 
than he has ever tried to tell the truth, and treat the 
Months and Seasons nicely. 

AM— Will you? 

Weathsr Man — I will, I will! 

Mother Nature — Dinner is ready, I know. Let us 
ask the Weather Man to join us, and all have a happy 
ending to our May Day picnic. Shall we? 

All — Yes, indeed, we will. 

Mother N. — We must call all the Winds and Nymphs 
and Leaves and Flowers. They have been playing so 
hard they forgot about dinner. 

(Jack Frost blows Mother N's whistle, and all come 
trooping in, and form for grand march. Jack Frost 
takes one of the elves* feather dusters and marches as 
Drum Major. Mother N. and the Weather Man come 
next, the others follotu, two by two; Peter Crow with the 
Weather Man's hat on brings up the rear. Final song at 
end of march. Tune, "Battle Hymn of the Republic," 
from Ye Merry Tunes, 15 cents.) 

Hurrah for Mother Nature, 
And our friend, the Weather Man; 
She loves each living creature, 
And does for them all she can. 



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She wants us to be happy, 
And she wants us to be true, 
As we go living on. 

Chorus — 

Here's a cheer for Mother Nature, 
Here's a cheer for Mother Nature, 
Here's a cheer for Mother Nature, 
As we go living on. 
(Spoken) Hurrah! Hurrah! Hurrah! 



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especially tuneful and clever. Price $ 1 .2 5. Right of presen- 
tation given with purchase of 15 copies. Rental of orches- 
tration $7.00. 



OPERETTAS FOR CHILDREN 

Midsummer Eve - - - - - 60 cents 

in Little Folks Town - - - - - 60 cents 

Under The Sugar Plum Tree - - - 60 cents 

Arcticania ;- - - - - - $1,00 

SEND 15 CENTS POSTAGE FOR APPROVAL COPIES. 



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FRANKLIN, OHIO DENVER, COLORADO 



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